Graduation

BY DENICIA DIXON

Graduation, Once far away, The thought of having a degree one day. the ride to get here, I wasn’t driving out of my control, my home was spiraling Drugs would roam, And so would my mother Like alice she wondered We all split and sundered Is this all life could be? Mishap expectancies. I knew it wasn’t, Curious me, just had to see College set me free To learn and grow like a rose itself, Soft and easy. That’s how life finally felt Like a cloud in the wind, Crusin’ thru the breeze I found a free me, ready to be-Ready to bloom, and graduate. Now, in that black n’ yellow cap n’ gown Take on the world, Be your most vulnerable self You did it girl! Put that degree on the shelf! Graduation, That sounds so sweet. On the tip of my tongue, like a word hard to speak. Oh joy it will bring when ‘Congratulations’ ring Class of ‘21, We cheer, we sing!